Later that day, as Valentina sat at her small desk in Yoongi’s office, she found herself constantly distracted, replaying their morning conversation over and over. They had both acknowledged the complexity of their relationship, and while she felt a small relief in knowing Yoongi wanted to figure it out with her, there was still an uneasy tension that lingered.

Yoongi had told her to stay out of his situation with Mayra, yet it was impossible to ignore the way the threat hung over them. She kept glancing at Yoongi’s desk, where he was intensely focused on his computer screen, his jaw tight as he handled emails and business reports.

The sound of his phone buzzing again snapped both of their attentions. She watched him pick it up, his face hardening the moment he read the message. It was likely from Mayra, and Valentina’s heart pounded as she tried to think of a way to support him, even if he wanted to handle it alone.

As if sensing her worry, Yoongi looked over at her, giving her a small reassuring smile before walking over to where she sat. He leaned down, his hand gently brushing her shoulder as he whispered, "Let’s go get some air."

They took the elevator down to the building’s private rooftop, where Yoongi often went to unwind. The crisp autumn air felt refreshing, and Valentina took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind. They stood in silence for a moment, gazing out over the city.

Yoongi finally spoke, his voice softer than usual. "I know this whole thing with Mayra has put a strain on us… and it’s not fair to you. I just can’t let her disrupt my life any more than she already has."

Valentina nodded, placing a hand on his arm. "I understand, Yoongi. But you don’t have to protect me by keeping me in the dark. I’m here for you, no matter what."

His expression softened, and he turned to face her fully. "I know you are," he murmured. "But sometimes… it’s hard for me to let others in." He paused, as if wrestling with his own emotions. "Especially after everything I went through with her."

Gently, Valentina reached out, taking his hand in hers. "You don’t have to explain it all now, Yoongi. Just know that I’m here for you, whenever you’re ready."

A silence fell between them as they both looked out over the city, the noise of cars and distant sirens filling the air. But even in the quiet, there was a comfort between them, a shared understanding that words couldn’t quite capture.

As they headed back to the office, Yoongi placed a hand on her lower back, guiding her inside. He didn’t say anything, but she felt the weight of his touch, the way his fingers lingered slightly. It was small, but it was enough for now.

---

The rest of the day was unusually peaceful. Yoongi seemed more at ease, even managing a few small jokes and smiles as they worked. Valentina felt herself relaxing, enjoying the rare calm between them.

Just as they were wrapping up their tasks for the day, a notification popped up on Valentina’s screen. She opened the email, her brows furrowing as she read the subject line: “Final Reminder.” It was from an unknown address, but the contents were unmistakable—a veiled threat warning Yoongi about his “new girl.”

Her heart sank, and she glanced up at Yoongi, who had clearly received the same message on his phone. His expression darkened, and his jaw clenched as he read it.

"Yoongi…" she began, but he shook his head, gesturing for her to come over.

"Let’s deal with this together," he said firmly, his voice holding a calm but intense determination.

---

That evening, Yoongi sat across from her in his apartment, a contemplative look on his face. He had been quiet on the drive home, clearly thinking about their next steps. Now, he reached across the table, placing a reassuring hand over hers.

"I’ve decided it’s time to end this," he said finally. "Mayra’s made her intentions clear, and I won’t let her control our lives anymore."

Valentina nodded, a feeling of relief washing over her. She trusted him and knew he would handle things in a way that protected them both.

Yoongi spent the next few hours contacting his trusted friends and business associates, carefully explaining the situation and seeking advice on how to handle Mayra’s threats legally. Valentina listened, offering her support wherever she could, but mostly just letting him take the lead. He was calm and decisive, and seeing him like this made her feel even more confident in him.

---

After a long, tense evening of planning, Yoongi finally sat back, a sense of finality in his expression. "I think we’ve got everything in place," he said, giving her a tired but reassuring smile. "We can finally put this behind us."

They shared a quiet dinner, both of them feeling the weight of the day beginning to lift. As they finished, Yoongi reached across the table, taking her hand in his.

"Thank you for standing by me, Valentina," he murmured. "I don’t say it enough, but you mean a lot to me."

Her heart fluttered at his words, and she squeezed his hand, a smile breaking across her face. "I’ll always be here for you, Yoongi. No matter what."

After dinner, Yoongi surprised her by taking her hand and leading her to his bedroom instead of the pleasure room. There, they sat together on the bed, just talking, laughing, and sharing quiet moments. The night was simple but felt deeply intimate—something they both needed after the whirlwind of recent events.

He held her close, his fingers tracing soothing circles on her back as they lay together. There were no expectations, no power dynamics, just a quiet understanding between them. Valentina felt herself drift off to sleep in his arms, feeling safe and cherished.

---

The next morning, Yoongi woke early, carefully slipping out of bed so as not to disturb her. As he watched her sleep, a warmth filled his chest. This connection they had—it was more than he ever expected, and for once, he allowed himself to hope that maybe, just maybe, this could be something real.

Before leaving for work, he prepared breakfast for her, setting it on a tray by the bedside with a small note. Smiling softly, he left her sleeping peacefully, a sense of calm finally settling over him.

When Valentina woke and found the tray, her heart melted at the sight of the thoughtful gesture. She picked up the note, smiling as she read Yoongi’s handwriting: *Thank you for everything. I’ll see you at the office.*

With a renewed sense of hope, she prepared for the day, feeling like they were finally moving forward, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead—together.